Stories Of The Street

Akkoorden in dit liedje

The Emstories of the Gstreet are mine, the BmSpanish voices F#mlaugh
The EmCadillacs go Gcreeping now through the (BM)night and the poison F#mgas,
and EmI lean from my Cwindow sill in this Dold hotel I F#chose,
yes Bone hand on my Esuicide, Bone hand on the Arose EEm

I know you've heard it's Gover now and Bmwar must surely F#mcome,
the Emcities they are Gbroke in half and the Bmmiddle men are F#mgone
But (EM)let me ask you Cone more time, O Dchildren of the F#dusk,
All Bthese hunters who are Eshrieking now oh Bdo they speak for Aus? EEm

And where do all these Ghighways go, Bmnow that we are F#mfree?
Why Emare the armies Gmarching still Bmthat were coming home to F#mme?
O Emlady with your Clegs so fine O Dstranger at your F#wheel,
You are Blocked into your Esuffering and your Bpleasures are the Aseal EEm

The age of lust is Ggiving birth, and Bmboth the parents F#mask
the Emnurse to tell them Gfairy tales on Bmboth sides of the F#mglass
And Emnow the infant Cwith his cord is Dhauled in like a F#kite,
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